Wednesday, February 17, 2016

Porn Intervention

This graph represents the adolescent mind being exposed to pornography. As you can see, a series of successively increasing sharp spikes occur at points A, B, and C, representing the heightening arousal levels of the young men who volunteered to have their penises velcroed to electrical monitoring equipment by a committee of psychology, divinity, and women's studies graduate students, where point A represents missionary position vaginal penetration between an intraracial couple, point B represents rear-entry position by a different intraracial couple, and point C represents "respectful" oral penetration by a similar couple, but where the female partner has a tattoo and neon hair dye. The tragedy of pornography is best expressed through the dopamine records. What is dopamine? Dopamine is a natural substance released by the brain in response to heightened sexual arousal, but the part you didn't know about it is that after a time it becomes more and more difficult to elicit a dopamine response from the brain, resulting in erectile dysfunction and the termination of the human species. These peaks on the graph behind me show that after a time of exposure to fresh porn, the brain grows bored with it, and it takes greater and greater stimulation to make the volunteers' penises expand enough to stretch the velcro enough to trigger a reading in the sensitive electrical equipment to demonstrate an arousal-based reaction to the grant recipients in the other room, who are minutely attuned to variations in penile circumference yet blithely unaware of the world-historical significance of federal tax revenues being used to purchase bulk DVD packs from Steven Hirsch for distribution to university laboratories across the country.

The exponentially greater level of stimulation necessary to produce erectile success in the test subjects is of great concern to scientists everywhere due to the simple fact that, although porn is ubiquitous and at least 25,000 people are now watching porn at this very minute, it is unrealistic to expect that this cycle of arousal can continue. The chart clearly shows that erectile success is a boom or bust cycle, like unregulated capitalism, the bad kind of capitalism, the kind that establishes borders on markets, so we must swiftly move to reduce the amount of porn people watch without naming names or mentioning ethnies. You might find it surprising to see marxist feminists and white nationalists agreeing so precisely on a policy point, but that's essentially the point, namely that this kind of filth might be titillating but you're not a big boy so you don't know how to handle it, much like short-barreled shotguns or high-capacity magazines.

"I told you, Vera honey, put those garters away. The Mayor says if I see you in them before I hit thirty, we'll throw off our arousal curve, and sex will be over at forty-four instead of sixty-four."

"Aw, shoot! Well, all right. How about this teddy?"

"Next month. Come on, honey--just a month. I know you'll look so purty in it!"

It's not just one test subject with a velcro tension-wrap enclosed about his flaccid penis, sitting in a stiff chair in the Economics building one evening after classes, about to watch a smorgasbord of successively more risque porn for the good of science. Oh no, it's much more important than that. People are displeased with their sexual relationships now because they can't match up to porn. And the earlier you get exposed to porn, the less likely your erection is to work later on. We can see this effect clearly demonstrated through romance novels, which have caused dry vaginas worldwide for more than a century. Only now are men feeling the sting of limp dicks, for just as real men can't compete with rugged pirates who capture sheltered princesses while composing poetry and fighting off ten men at once with a shining rapier, real women can't compete with girls willing to do seven the hard way without any dice. I'm serious, I know, I was a porn addict once and it was only through the grace of God that I managed to save myself. One day you're innocently looking at drawings of the Disney version of Alice in Wonderland adjusting her dress, and before you know it, even trannyallstars.com doesn't do it for you, so you turn to seniordogwatersports.com, but a week later it's all "mehhh" and you have to microwave your Tenga in chili sauce just to motivate yourself to get out of bed in the morning. This was the exact fate of the Marquis de Sade, who after several novels had ruined western literature for all time, which is why no tenured literature professors are attractive anymore (literature professors at the great European universities used to be super lusty and desirable before the publication of Juliette).

Does society itself mimic this TED-manure? François included "interracial guro underage coprophagic homosexual snuff goat orgies" in his work. Five thousand years ago, captured orphans grew up as rape-captives in wartime. What, then, makes today's blacks-on-blondes cuckold gangbang so extreme that it threatens the wetness of our vaginas or the perkiness of our dick? The fact that it's on film? Is it the less vivid depiction of arousing concepts that threatens us so much? Different people, and/or more intelligent people, find different depictions or suggestions more arousing, be they verbal, literary, artistic, or merely scented. Is the increased threat from today's porn the fact that the dumb proles--the non-reading, non-imaginative ones, who require a centerfold or an HD feed--are the ones now able to be affected? The Marquis could only corrupt those with the time, patience, knowledge, and money to read his books, whereas Larry Flynt could corrupt anyone possessing eyesight. Is it the mere accessibility of sensation that bothers us?

Lessee, technology...no, no, I just realized, I should've started this lecture all differently. Here's how it should have gone:
This graph represents the adolescent mind being exposed to full virtual reality sex universes. As you can see, a series of successively increasing sharp spikes occur at points A, B, and C, representing the heightening arousal levels of the young men who volunteered to be immersed in the six-dimensional non-reproductive-intercourse verse, where a thousand years of sex can be experienced in only three minutes within the laboratory's temporal rearrangement matrices. While our grandparents explored their own sexuality in safe, tasteful ways, browsing "screened" computers in search of short film clips of people or groups engaged in sexual acts, today's pornography is an entirely different sort of assault on the human brain, which was developed over the course of millions of years to make it only safe to look at erotic images, rather than...
Okay, okay, that's how I should've begun this. But I didn't. Moving along, society continues to be able to shock itself, for so many people haven't really been aware that sex existed before they themselves became aware of it. When some half-shaven phallus with a T-shirt over his long shirt gets up on a TED stage to talk about porn addiction, it's funny and embarrassing, like when you read about how a thousand people were convinced to sign a petition banning dihydrogen monoxide. Oh, you didn't know it was already there? Sheesh. Civilizations have grown cleaner, richer, more powerful, ethnically pure, and numerically larger, since porn. Like drawings, books, movies, video games, immersives, whatever, a media can be corrupted and abused, and signal ZOG power, which can encourage the stupid among us to throw out the baby with the bathwater.

Let's think about this more, while we're here: has society grown more extreme? In a senses, yes. Consider movies themselves. There are always more special effects, right? People too dull to seek meaning look for sparkling design changes instead, ergo The Fast and the Furious, black Lancelot, and garbage romance movies where nothing's different except the girl is a robot. Schwarzenegger had a great satire line about the way movies compete with each other to be progressively crappy in Last Action Hero, something along the lines of, "In dis movie, we only kill a hundrit thirty nahn people, in da last wun, we killed a hundrit seventy twho," as evidence of progress.

How has our desire grown more extreme? Take Bergman: his 1944 Torment is about a tyrannical teacher at a prep school. An affair with a non-student woman is referred to, but in the classroom, the teacher's tyranny is evinced by his stringent insistence that the students do their homework, learn their lessons, and repeat them in class. The antagonist's main problem is that he fails to temper his harshness even when otherwise very good, very responsible students have been studying hard for multiple exams at once, and miss a translation or two.

60 years later, by 2004, in order for Professor Snape to be considered a tyrannical teacher in the exclusive prep school in Rowling's Harry Potter series, the professor had to not only be imposing and exacting in his class, but:

1) Punish one set of students while vocally favoring another;

2) Publicly mock the social affairs of his students, the quality and skills of his fellow teachers, and the policies of the school;

3) Be a serial murderer in cohorts with a terrorist organization before and during his time teaching at the school.

The shock factor had to be turned up, not a degree or two, but well past anything even remotely plausible. Rowling was a childish wreck in her writing, at first uncertain about whether or not Professor Snape was good, neutral, or evil, then changing his character in her later books when she was so flattered to have Alan Rickman cast in the movie version of the role that she stopped mentioning Snape's unpleasant physical characteristics so much, and turned him into a fan-favorite and hero (as almost everyone became a "hero" by the end).

Comparing the murderer and ex-terrorist Professor Snape in Rowling's Potter, to the studious Professor Caligula in Bergman's Torment, we see a definite attempt by a lesser mind--designed, admittedly, for a lesser audience--to convey a message ("the spooky feeling of an overbearing teacher") using absurd extremities, when the communication skill is not high enough, on either end, to do so without adding in a few car chases. War movies from the "black and white" era to the "HD" era exhibit the same trend: popular tropes being regenerated in extremis in bad attempts to disguise their banality.

The same can be said about society, of course. Each new American presidential election is the most important ever, with the most money spent and the most breathlessly excited news anchors reporting. As the quality and intelligence of the electorate decreases, the grandeur of the rituals increases.

Should we, then, be afraid of special effects? Faster car chases, more detailed battling giant robots, better choreographed fight scenes, and more hedonistic pornography?

That would be the cruel trap, wouldn't it? Destroying highest expressions by association them solely with junk. By leveraging resources to make extreme emphasis or special effects seem irrevocably linked with "worthless," they can make us long for mundanity, as though mundanity, by itself, is greatness. Nonsense. That's another of the subtle tricks, more deadly than the overt ones that hit most of the Outer Party. What you must come to see is that, sometimes, maybe not very often at all, but sometimes, there should be a fantastic car chase in a great story, and maybe it should be well-rendered. That doesn't mean that the story to which it is attached is worthless. So too a giant robot battle. It feels squeamish to extend that logic to, say, a gangbang, doesn't it? Well, that depends. What was the creators' message? How do you approach it, and how does it affect you, and why? An evil man can do something wrong a quadrillion times, and not preclude the possibility that it can be done right once. With God all things are possible, eh? Or did you just think it was a metaphor?

(Sure, sure, maybe not here. Obviously. Just imagine a different place.)

5 comments:

  1. Hm, heh, so technology is just a tool then? Well, then you are just a fool if you believe that :).

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  2. PS: I am resolutely opposed to all innovation

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  3. High Arka --
    I actually typed in "seniordogwatersports.com" to see where it would lead, only to be disappointed to find that no such site exists…..I hope you're happy with yourself about that.

    Glad you liked (at least I'm assuming you did) The Last Action Hero; it's one of my favorites.

    As far as the need for progressively darker thrills…yes, I sometimes wonder if we really get old, or if what we think of as old is largely just a matter of being jaded.

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    1. (They took it down 'cause all the new free sites stole its traffic.)

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